Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Bull Feathers


Losing a child to death brings a myriad of emotions ...
 all complicated ... all different ... all difficult.
Kate speaks today about .. who to live for
   

"Live for my son".... Bull feathers ... that is just the point, he can't live, he is dead ... I live now, but not by choice ... at least not my choice to live without him.
Kate
   
Father, Yahweh, I pray today for kate, and all who have lost a a child.  I pray that their lives will once again take particular meaning for their own sake, and as meaningful as their memories are help them to see that they can't live in nor through their memories.
 
Father, bless them today.

xtnyoda, shalomed

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